FIC: Daphne for Dinner, Astoria for Dessert 2: Wedding Night (Harry Potter)

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: Several months after their unusual betrothal consummation in the dining room of Greengrass Manor, Harry and his new wives celebrate by inviting a new group of voyeurs to watch them on their wedding night. (Harry/Daphne, Harry/Astoria)

Content Warnings/Themes: Voyeurism, impregnation kink

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“Bloody hell,” Lavender Brown whispered. “She’s gorgeous.”

“I’m not sure which of the two you’re looking at,” Parvati Patil, her best friend/occasional fuck buddy, said from her spot beside her on the loveseat. “Either way, you’re right.”

“Yes, I quite agree,” Luna Lovegood said. “Daphne’s breasts are so big, and I imagine they would be ever so much fun to suck on. But I can also imagine Astoria’s long legs wrapping around my waist while we kiss. They’re both very beautiful. Harry is a lucky wizard.”

“I couldn’t agree more, Luna,” Harry said, grinning. “I’m a very lucky wizard.” He didn't look back at his friends/invited guests because he had something more important to do. He'd finished stripping down both of his wives and now he looked between them both expectantly. “So, which of you is going to get the first shag from your husband?”

“You’re going to make us choose?” Daphne asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked confident and in her element even while completely naked and with three witches she only knew in passing able to see everything.

"Of course I am," he said. "Do you really think I'm stupid enough to start our married life off by picking one of you over the other?" He would never choose between Daphne and Astoria in anything, nor would he make either of them feel second-best. They were both his wives, and they both shared an equal footing at the center of his life and his world. There was no way he was going to start life as a married man off by naming one over the other to take to his bed first and formally consummate their marriage.

“I guess it falls to us to decide, then, sister,” Astoria said, looking at Daphne and crossing her arms.

“So it would seem,” Daphne said. “The usual, then?”

“The usual,” Astoria agreed. “There’s no way I’m losing this!”

Watching two beautiful naked women play a children’s wizarding game similar to rock paper scissors was more exciting than Harry might have expected it to be, but the true excitement came after Astoria won two out of their three quick rounds.

“Yes!” she exclaimed, bouncing up and down on her feet to celebrate her victory. Harry hadn’t known either Greengrass well before their father’s tempting offer, but he’d gotten to know them both much better in the few months between their betrothal and wedding night. It was no surprise to see bubbly Astoria celebrating her win with such enthusiasm, and he enjoyed watching her perky breasts jiggle in time with her hopping. Hearing the muttering and groans of approval from the loveseat and the armchair on the other side of the room, he knew he wasn’t the only one who appreciated it.

There had been plenty of sex between him and his two future wives between their first time and their wedding night, but there had not been an audience for any of their subsequent encounters aside from each other. It felt appropriate to again display themselves on their wedding night, just as they had when they got engaged and shared their first times with each other. Harry had to admit that he was going to enjoy putting on a show for this crowd loads more than he had the first time around. The presence of Lord and Lady Greengrass in the dining room while he shagged Daphne and Astoria did nothing to excite him. He'd more or less ignored them throughout, and he knew that they had only been there to personally bear witness to the consummation of their agreement. Shagging Daphne and Astoria was great that time and every time, but he was looking forward to putting on a show for their audience this time around. He wasn't going to ignore Lavender, Parvati, and Luna being there. He was excited to have them watching him while he fucked his wives on their wedding night, and he knew Daphne and Astoria were at least as excited about it as he was.

"Come with me, Harry," Astoria said, taking him by the hand and leading him over to the bed. She sat him down on the edge of the bed, climbed onto his lap, and threw her arms around his shoulders before beginning to kiss him. Astoria was always an enthusiastic kisser, but she felt even more excited than usual now. How much of that was because this was their wedding night, and how much of it was her being aroused at knowing there was a trio of attractive young witches watching closely? Regardless, Astoria was kissing him with even more tongue than usual and rocking her hips back and forth, dry-humping him through his underwear, so Harry welcomed her exuberance. He put his arms around her, held her by the back, and returned her kiss while she humped in his lap. Obviously, he had been looking forward to getting them both in bed all day, but he would wait as long as he needed if Astoria wanted to do some snogging first.

He'd already been hard, but with all this kissing and naked wriggling, Astoria had him standing at attention by the time she finally lifted her hips, reached between their legs, and slid off his underwear, the only piece of clothing he'd still had on when he started to undress Daphne and Astoria. She almost immediately grabbed his bare cock and wiggled her hips around to rub against his cockhead teasingly, but the brief glimpse of his cock still managed to elicit gasps of surprise and interest from their audience.

“Did you see that?” Lavender asked. “My mind isn’t tricking me, is it?”

“No,” he heard Parvati mumble. “I saw it too, Lav. Merlin, that thing is big!”

“Yes, Harry’s penis is very large,” Luna stated. “I would very much like to feel it inside of me.”

“Sorry, Luna.” Astoria giggled while holding Harry’s cock steady and rubbing herself against it teasingly. “You lot can watch, but that’s it. Harry’s all ours. And right now, this big, thick wand is all mine.” Astoria stopped wigging and dropped down, taking Harry’s cock inside of her.

Their eyes met as she descended, and Harry knew that she was feeling the weight of the moment as strongly as he was. They’d shagged many times over the last several months, but with the possible exception of their very first fuck together, none of them had been as important as this one. This was to be their first time as husband and wife, and they both understood how special a moment it was.

Astoria rode him slowly to start with, and Harry was content to sit back, stretch his arms out behind him, and watch her wiggle back and forth in his lap, this time with his cock inside her. He knew from experience that it was only a matter of time before Astoria couldn't take the slower pace anymore and switched to something harder, but he was happy to let her rock like this until she got impatient.

There was lots of kissing and eye contact while she gently rode him, and Harry matched the leisurely pace of her hips by putting his arms around her and keeping his groping and squeezing to a minimum. There would be a time for him to grope Astoria's amazing arse or play with her breasts. Knowing her, that time wasn't too far off. But for as long as she was content to keep things light and sensual, he would leave his touches just as light. His hands gently squeezed her hips, caressed her back, and rubbed her belly while she rode him.

Astoria stuck to her slow pace for an impressively long time, in his opinion. She switched things up, moving from sliding straight back and forth on his cock to rocking her hips in circles on him, and Harry and their audience alike appreciated the chance to admire her flawless body gyrating in a different pattern. He thought she’d had enough of taking it slow when her hands moved to his shoulders and she lifted her hips, usually a telltale sign that she was about to start bouncing hard on his cock. But he was mistaken again. While she did start to move her hips vertically and slide up and down his cock, she did not do so with any of her customary impatient lust. She locked eyes with him and smiled as her tight pussy slowly slid from the tip of his cock down his length, and then back up with just as much uncharacteristic patience.

“Of all the times for you to learn how to be patient, you choose this one?” Daphne complained. Her tone was mild, and Harry didn’t need to actually turn his head and look at her to know that he wouldn’t find a frown on her face. She wasn’t truly upset, but if her teasing comment did result in Astoria speeding things along, she wouldn’t object to that.

“That’s right,” Astoria said, looking over her shoulder to smirk at Daphne. “I won, so I get to go first. And there’s no time limit, so I can take as long as I want. If you have a problem, maybe you should try wining next time.” Harry smiled, and he heard one of the girls they’d invited to watch chuckle. There was a great deal he’d learned about both Daphne and Astoria over the last few months, and their playful sibling rivalry was certainly part of that. The girls often bickered about things, but their bickering had always been lighthearted in Harry’s experience.

“Fine, have it your way,” Daphne said. “It isn’t as if I need to try and induce you into hurrying things along anyway. I know you, Stori. Taking it slow like this isn’t going to be enough for you for much longer.”

Harry agreed with Daphne on that. Honestly, he was surprised she’d even lasted this long. But Astoria lasted a bit longer still, sticking to the measured pace she’d established thus far. Maybe she’d learned to be more patient. Or maybe she was in a different frame of mind than usual, with it being their wedding night and them having three beautiful witches watching them and commenting on how amazing her arse was and how sexy she looked gyrating on his cock. Astoria had shown herself to be someone who gleefully soaked up any attention she could receive, so he could see that being a motivation for her to keep this gentle ride going for as long as she could. It was also entirely possible that she kept her horny nature in check for as long as she did purely to spite Daphne and make her wait as long as possible for her turn. Harry, having had several months to get to know both of his wives and see their relationship in person, wouldn’t be the least bit surprised. Whatever was behind it, he was perfectly happy to sit there with Astoria rocking in his lap as long as her patience held.

He could see the change coming before she took physical action. It was there in the narrowing of her eyes and in her tongue darting out of her mouth to wet her lips. He’d had Astoria stare him down like this often enough to recognize that she was about to pounce, and he welcomed it. He met her eyes and waited expectantly for what he knew was coming next.

She tackled him down so he was flat on his back, put her hands on his shoulders again, and started bouncing up and down. Astoria didn't hold anything back now. Every bounce was quick and aggressive, and she rode him with all of the impatience that she’d held back up to this point. She rode him so hard that the sound and sight of her arse jiggling every time it smacked against his legs got audible moans of excitement from their audience. Harry even heard some heavy breathing, panting, and other noises that led him to believe that Lavender and Parvati might have started to snog. Part of him regretted not being in a position to look over and see it for himself, but it wasn't like he could feel too badly about that when his vision was filled by Astoria bouncing away madly on his cock. It would have taken a fool of the highest order to regret being in the position Harry was in. He knew damn well how lucky he was that things had turned out the way they had for him. He'd never even heard of the Selwyn Act before his dinner with the Greengrass, but he would be forever grateful to the ancient old men who'd come up with it and Lord Greengrass for presenting it to him.

Without that revelation and the very memorable dinner/consummation surrounding it, he would never have come to know what it looked like, felt like, and sounded like to have Astoria Greengrass, now Astoria Potter, riding his cock like she'd made it her personal mission to make him cum as quickly as she possibly could. She'd won the right to choose between becoming Lady Potter or Lady Black, much like she'd won the right to go first tonight, and Astoria made the most of both privileges.

“Cum for me, Harry,” she said while bouncing on his cock with as demanding a pace as her body could offer. “Cum for me! Give it all to me, husband!”

The hard ride after all that time spent taking it slowly had Harry pretty close to snapping already, but Astoria demanding that he cum inside her made the pressure in his balls grow even more. Months of regular sex with his two future wives had taught him that he could fight against this impulse for a decent amount of time if he really wanted to, but he did not see a single reason why he would make that choice. His wife wanted his cum, and he was going to give it to her.

He brought his hands around to grab and squeeze her arse while his hips rose off of the bed, shooting her higher up as he began to fill her with his cum. Astoria moaned with delight, throwing her head back and hitting her peak moments after his started, no doubt pushed over the edge by feeling him beginning to cum in her.

“Oh, Merlin," Parvati half-whispered, half-moaned. Astoria giggled just before collapsing down on top of Harry's chest. While Harry hugged her body, he glanced over her shoulder and got his first good look at their audience in several minutes. He let out a little groan of his own when he saw Parvati sitting in Lavender's lap facing them. Parvati was naked, and Lavender had obviously been playing with her while they watched. Luna was playing, too, though hers was a solo game. Her robes and mismatched underwear were in a pile at her feet, she had one leg draped over the arm of her chair, and her wide silvery eyes were locked on the bed as she openly fingered herself.

This was certainly a much different, and much more exciting, reaction to the show he and Astoria had just put on than they'd gotten the first time around. He felt like those three had probably put on quite a show themselves. He still couldn’t say that he regretted missing it because he was watching Astoria ride him, but it had to have been exciting.

“Don’t worry,” Daphne said, approaching the bed. “I’ll give you my memory of this later, and you can watch what those three got up to.” Leave it to Daphne to know what he’d been thinking about without him saying it.

“Thanks,” he said, smiling at her.

“Of course,” she said. “It’ll have to wait, though. You have other things to take care of first.” She climbed onto the bed and tapped Astoria’s shoulder. “Time to get up, Stori. You had your fun. Now I’m getting mine.”

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Daphne spent some time with her head between his legs, but she could have cut that time in half and still had his cock hard again and ready to take her. The second half was just her running her tongue along the length of his cock, kissing his tip, and sucking on his balls because she enjoyed the way he responded, with a possible bonus given to the comments made by the trio of witches watching from the other side of the room. Eventually, though, Daphne pulled her head back so she could get what she was truly after. Harry watched her as she crawled away from him. Just as he’d done with Astoria, he would allow Daphne to choose how she wanted their first time as a married couple to go. He was bound to enjoy fucking Daphne regardless of what position she chose, so he could afford to let her have whatever she wanted. Rather than mounting him as Astoria had, Daphne turned her back to him and moved onto her knees and elbows.

“Doggy style on your wedding night?” Parvati mused as Harry crawled into position on his knees behind Daphne.

“I like the way she thinks,” Lavender said. “Might have to try that myself on my wedding night. Who needs lovemaking when you can get your brains fucked out?” Harry smiled to himself and gave Daphne’s arse a little slap before lining his cock up and preparing to penetrate her.

“I agree, Lavender,” Luna said. “But we would all have to be very fortunate to find a husband with a penis as long or as wide as Harry’s.”

“No kidding," Parvati said. "I guess all that's left is seeing if he knows what to do with it." Harry looked up from his wife's flawless arse, made direct eye contact with Parvati, and smirked at her while he slid his cock inside of Daphne, pushing a healthy amount of it into her on the first thrust and making her moan. He hadn’t even needed to check to know what Daphne wanted and what she was ready for. She wouldn’t have gotten on all fours like this for him unless she wanted a proper fucking, and if that was how she wanted their first married coupling to go, Harry would proudly display what he could do in front of his dear friend Luna and former fellow Gryffindors.

“Well, I think you’ve got your answer, Pav,” Lavender breathed after Harry had thrust back and forth a few times, making her moan with every one. “Harry definitely knows what to do with that cock.” Luna was the only one of the three who didn’t chime in this time, but Harry could hear some little whimpering sounds coming from the direction of the armchair. He glanced in her direction and saw that Luna had spread her legs, and what looked to be a dildo was moving back and forth in her cunt. She wasn’t doing it herself, so it had to be powered by magic.

Seeing Luna masturbating with a magical sex toy gave him yet more motivation to give Daphne a proper pounding, as if he'd needed anything beyond the desire to fuck her as hard as she clearly wanted to be fucked. He had been fucking her from his knees with his hands on her hips and roaming her back, but he adjusted his position now to give him even more leverage with which to rail her. He pressed his hands flat on the bed on either side of her body, stretched his legs wide, and planted his feet near the edge of the bed. As soon as he'd gotten the proper positioning, he resumed his thrusts, this time with even more force behind them. He fucked Daphne so hard that the bed started shaking and slamming against the wall. One of the spare pillows went flying off of the bed, which got a giggle out of someone. He was pretty sure it was Astoria, but he was far too focused on pounding Daphne to actually look and check.

“Does Lavender taste good, Parvati?” he heard Luna ask. “I ask because I’m not sure I’ve ever seen someone so enthusiastic to perform cunnilingus.”

“There’s only one way to find out, Luna,” Lavender said. “You’re welcome to get down on your knees next to her.”

The thought of Luna joining Parvati to eat Lavender out was appealing enough that Harry was legitimately tempted to look up and watch it. But turning his head to focus on anything else would have broken the spell and hurt the momentum he'd built up, and he couldn't afford to do that. Enticing as the thought of watching Lavender, Parvati, and Luna all together was, they weren't his focus here. Tonight was about his two wives, and this was Daphne's turn to have his undivided attention on her. She was yelping, groaning, and reaching up to hold onto his arms as he fucked her as hard as he could, and Harry had been doing this with Daphne long enough that he recognized how much she was enjoying this pounding. If he did anything that interfered with this now, she would have every right to be angry with him.

He didn’t look up, but the loud moans he could hear from Lavender’s direction made for some compelling background noise as he put his all into hammering Daphne’s pussy. Though they’d had an audience in both instances, this shag in their marital bed shared little else in common with him taking her virginity and also giving her his on her parents’ dining room table while they watched. The presence of Lord and Lady Greengrass while he defiled their daughter hadn’t been exciting to him. But knowing that Lavender, Luna, and Parvati were there watching, and were so aroused by what they were seeing that they were fooling around with each other, made him want to dig that little bit deeper and fuck Daphne that little bit harder.

There was little chance that Daphne could have taken this demanding a fuck back then, and the chances of her being able to enjoy getting hammered like this would have been even slimmer. But neither of them was in the same place they had been back then. He knew Daphne Greengrass, now Daphne Black, well enough now to know that she loved having him get dominant and drill her pussy like this, and he also knew that she was capable of taking whatever he threw at her. Harry gave her the kind of all-out, non-stop, balls-deep fuck Daphne had chosen to start their married life off, and it made her moan ecstatically. Her fingernails dug into his wrists, and Harry knew what was coming next. She was teetering on the edge, liable to be pushed over it any second now.

“Fuck, Luna!” Lavender said, her voice almost a shout. “That’s brilliant! We might need to keep you around!”

Whether it was just his thrusts bringing her to the inevitable endpoint or Lavender's shout pushed her over the edge, Daphne screamed and came hard on Harry's cock. Between her screams, her pussy clenching around his cock as she squirted, and her fingernails digging in so hard that he wouldn't be surprised if she drew blood, this had to be the most powerful climax he'd seen Daphne had in their months together.

As arousing as the sound of the three beautiful witches who made up their audience fooling around was, there wasn’t anything happening in that room at that moment that could have compared to Daphne’s orgasm in Harry’s mind. Nothing made him happier than making either of his lovers and wives cum, and fucking this level of climax out of Daphne would naturally fill him with pride. It also aroused him fiercely, and given everything, he couldn’t have stopped his own orgasm from bursting free if he tried.

Cumming inside of Daphne this time was different than any other. It was always incredible, but this was practically an out-of-body experience. He heard a growl come out of his throat, and stars danced in his eyes. It felt like his arms were shaking and his heart was pounding, but what he felt above all was the cum that rushed out of his dick to fill Daphne’s pussy.

“Holy fuck,” Lavender groaned. “This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“What I watched happening over in that loveseat wasn't too bad either," Astoria said. Harry's vision had cleared enough for him to look up, and he saw Lavender, Parvati, and Luna, all naked and cuddling together in the loveseat. Parvati's long hair had been untied and was hanging over her face, and he saw what could only be the remnants of Lavender's climax coating Luna's cheeks. He had no doubt that it had indeed been a sexy sight, and he looked forward to any memories he might be able to view of the event. But there was not a sexier sight in the world than Daphne Black cumming hard for him, and he looked forward to a lifetime of trying to draw that level of pleasure out of her any time he could.

“Let me know when you’re ready to go again, husband,” Astoria said. Harry’s eyes shifted to his other wife, and he saw her bending over and presenting her arse to him. “I’m ready for my first buggering as a married woman.”

Suddenly, Daphne's massive climax had competition for the sexiest sight imaginable. It was a good thing he would never have to choose between Daphne and Astoria because they were both all his for the rest of his life, just as he was theirs.

Thank Merlin for the Selwyn Act.